Mental Illness is not talked about enough. I lost my husband to mental illness. Truth is, I was losing him before he took his life. Mental illness robbed my husband of who he was. It robbed our marriage, it robbed ...
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Today is my 15th wedding Anniversary. I have to take a deep breath here. For this one in particular, my seventh without Mike, has hit me especially hard. As I inch closer to being widowed equally as long as we ...
Another Christmas I've made it through another year My third Christmas without you here I’m used to being without you now I’ve made a brand new life somehow I hate that you aren’t here with me That you are just ...
By Guest Blogger Sofia Tannenhaus In June, my husband and I embarked on a once-in-a-lifetime 6-week vacation to Greece, Spain, and Italy. He had earned a sabbatical, I was on summer break from teaching, and we were ready to start ...
‘Twas a widow’s night before Christmas, and all through her house Not a creature but her was stirring, for she missed her departed spouse. She hung their stockings by the chimney with care In recognition that her love for ...
For two years now, Todd has been the first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I think of when I fall asleep. There is always an awareness that he isn’t with ...
I was pondering how different my life is now that I'm coming up on another new year without Rick. I'm used to this new normal. I'm past the heavy grieving stage, and I'm living the life of a single woman. ...
The overhead lights in the hallway started flickering again a couple of weeks ago. This hasn’t happened in a while, not a long while. When Rick first died, the ceiling lights in the kitchen started to flicker one night. I ...
Tonight, my eleven year old asked me if I was excited for Thanksgiving and the upcoming holidays. I looked at her, too exhausted to be anything but honest in my reply. “I am always excited to spend the holidays with ...
Giving Thanks for Dirty Laundry This Thanksgiving I will be giving thanks for dirty laundry. For whatever random reason, the memory of encountering my husband's dirty laundry just after he passed, came to mind earlier this month. Thanksgiving is ...